This is a song about "Killing fantasy archwitches"

We were livin a fantasy

Fuck that now trying get the money

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Is this all just fantasy dream or future controversy fit to spring,

An happy home, that's my fantasy

Cause some of you bitches funny

Whether it was prison or a killing,

You passed out, bitch you ain't even listening

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Snooping around and killing

Was it a blur of memoires combine by fantasy

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

I just want somebody i can see

We were livin a fantasy